Posts by Frosty-kins~

Hm... well, all right. I guess we'll figure out which one in the plotting thread.

Lotuskit hadn't expected the kit to try sneaking up on her; hearing the voice, a source of sound from just behind her, her ears flickered and she set her pale blues backwards and smiled coyly. "O-Oh, we're not doing anything wrong, per se," She mewed to the tom-kit, the first to join into their conversation, for that matter. Trailing around, holding herself high as she swayed about close to him, she could act nothing but nonchalant. "We're... maybe, possibly, thinking about sneaking out, but you know, you could always join us."

I know a bit of French. :3

Haha, I'm not. But I really enjoyed French~

It looks great! Thank you so much! n_n

What part would you like for him to have in this?

|| It's okay~ <3 I understand. ||

[size=22pt][shadow=#FFFFFF,left]S a b l e p a w[/shadow][/size]

Oh yes. Sablepaw felt the exact same way about that... weird, cold white stuff. Her pelt, too, was short-furred and thick, which proved to be to the black she-cat's disadvantage. But, fortuitously, no snow had fallen since that blizzard aside from small flurries, and Sablepaw made sure to stay in her den for those.

"It is," Her eyes narrowed on the ground, frigid, hard and completely unappealing with the brown, wilted grasses that covered it. She pressed her weight down in one, as if to try to see if the ground would give, but to no surprise, it didn't. "You know, everything just looks the same, too. I'm tired of camp. My mentor broke her leg fighting off the cats in that stupid raid, and now I don't have anything to do."

"Do you ever feel like that? I just want to get out of camp for once or something," Sablepaw hissed a little irritably. Let it be known that, no, she didn't hate her mentor for what happened. It couldn't be helped, and Sablepaw knew that, admired her for her dedication to the Clan and all that junk. But still. "It pisses me off that they leave me cooped up here like those Twoleg chickens."

Oooh, wow. Well, usually we're lucky to even get one or two bad weather days. >_>;;

Flooding? Ack! It never rains enough here for that to happen. That would scare me, man. XD

Wispdrift nodded to Stormclaw just before he maneuvered back to place the brambles into the hole, simply to cover it up. When he returned, a smile on his face, the dilute tortie looked pensively off in the opposite direction of camp and flicked her tail in that same direction. "We should get a little further away. W-We don't want them hearing us." she mewed cautiously, placing her paws with as much care as she would tend to the tiniest kit. "And then we'll have to find some prey that isn't sleeping... if not, I can, um... just show you the basic stance a-and everything. Is that... okay?"

Lotuskit shot a flittering glance to Umbrellakit. "Well, if you came to have some fun, you found the right group of kits, hun."

Padding forward, moving as stealthily as she could and with a lithe WindClanner's grace, she finally pushed herself out of camp when she found that no one was peering her way -- after all, who would suspect the sweet, harmless little kits? -- and whispered to them. "Follow me."

Wow, never? Runepaw was surprised at that comment, and she really couldn't deny that. Why? Was it because of StarClan, like Honourhero and his haunting dreams? Or so she assumed. She couldn't truly be sure of anything other than the fact that his sleep was sparing, and he always seemed... disturbed when she woke up earlier than he did. Though that, really, wasn't all that often.

"Really? Aren't you tired, Blazingli--"

She'd... see why when they got there? Was something deeper than she imagined going to happen?

"O-Okay. If you say so."

Rainfrost wrote:

Nightstar sat in the very back of his den where there was nothing but darkness, even with the early morning light. All that could be seen were his bright yellow eyes peering out at Wondershade. He blinked slowly before speaking, "Wondershade. I have not spoken to StarClan since I was made leader. However, that was not the case last night. I had a dream and Squirreltail came to me."

ooc: Vividpaw's mothers name is Squirreltail.

Wondershade couldn't help but relax within heartbeats. Thank StarClan Nightstar had nothing... negative to say to him! It was as if a breath of fresh air, a feeling of comfort, washed over him as easily as a bath of water. "[color=#d19f47]Squirreltail came to you? Did she say anything, Nightstar?"

He knew of Squirreltail, at least to a degree. She was Nightstar's mate, Vividpaw's mother. ...What could she have said to him, though? He had received no messages. To be expected, perhaps, with the relationship that once existed between the deceased and the living leader of the Clan, but... it left Wondershade clueless. Thus, his eyes met Nightstar's with flaring curiosity and attentiveness.

It's almost 12 over here. >_> :3

"Good morning, Windstar," Runepaw mewed softly, poising herself straight to show her respect. Giving a faint smile to the NorthernClan leader, she cast a fleeting glance to the Striker beside her before meeting the sleep-dulled eyes of the only tom amongst them. "I slept fine, thank you." She said vaguely with her unwillingness to state of her nervousness and how it influenced her sleep. Overall, though, it was true. She slept well. Just... not overly well. "How about you, sir?

That's no bueno. D:
We've never had flooding here. So we'd probably flip out if it did.

Yeaaah. :x
I love how when it snows here, too, everyone flips out, too. They're like YEAHHHH SNOWWWWWW! XD
It's amusing, really.

Same here! <3 I've always wanted to go to Japan...

This looks pretty good, as far as I can tell! :) <3
Good job on this.

Rainshadow1 wrote:

Character Name: Lakefur

Character Age: 15 moons (1 year 3 months)

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: ShadowClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance (6 or more sentences): Lakefur has blue-grey fur with a white muzzle and paws. She has amber eyes with black rims around them. Lakefur has long fur around her whole body, with tufts of furon her ears. She has a pink nose and sharp teeth. She has whiskers that are longer than most. At the end of her tail, it was broken and never healed, so it is bent. She also has a scar across the right side of her neck from a battle, but its almos healed now.

Personality: Lakefur is known to her clanmates as kind, clever, and loyal. She is also very brave, but she wasnt at first. She ran away in her first battle, and ever since she has been kind of scared, but shes getting over it. She is sweet and kind, like a mother to her kits, which she is hoping to have someday. She is shy around strangers because of her scar, because she thinks it makes her look ugly. She is social toward cats she knows, and her crush.
---Likes (at least 3): Voles, running, being around kits
--- Dislikes (at least 3): monsters, bagders, cats she doesnt know
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): hunting, running, teaching (or is it mentoring...?)
---Weaknesses (At least 3): She thinks she is ugly, not the best fighter, cant keep a secret.

History (8 or more sentences): Before Lakefur came to ShadowClan, she was a kittypet. She lived with her mother and two sisters until she got sold to another family. Her new family didnt take care of her, and she was hungry and thin all the time. She was forced to run away to find food for herself, and along the way she heard news of her mother being killed by a badger while trying to find her. Over time, she became a rouge, and a very good hunter. A fox had moved into the area she was staying, so again, she was forced to leave. As she was trying to find another place to live, she came across a border patrol from ShadowClan. They took her back to camp, and the leader let her stay. At first it was hard being new, as the other cats didn't trust her, but now she is one of their best warriors.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
Lakefur clawed at the dogs throat, trying to throw it off Tigerheart. It wasn't very big, but it was strong. She clawed its muzzle, and bit its hind leg, before finally making it run away. Then she panicked at the sight of Tigerheart. He was laying on the ground, bleeding, barely conscious. "Tigerheart get up!" she yowled. She found some cobwebs and placed them no his wound. The blood gradually stopped flowing.

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Username: Frosty-kins~

Cat name: Origin
...I actually named my Sandslash this in my Pokemon game. Why? I have no idea. LOL.

Age: 37 moons (three years, one moon)

Position wanted: Master Gatherer

Appearance: Named for the earth, which is the origin of all that is good and pure in the world to this tom, Origin is a lithe and somewhat lanky tom-cat. A brown tabby, he knows the land and knows how to blend in well with it, his copper-flecked hazel eyes always searching around him for signs of danger. A large, but thin, tom, his fur is short and thin and lies flat on his body, his tail long and almost whip-like, his muscles undeveloped from his lack of training in fighting. Of course, he can, but he's not the best. His strength, as a Gatherer, lies in stealth, hunting, and sniffing out whatever might be around. And his strides, small and light-footed, glide along the ground as if he's one with the earth and the wind, making him a difficult cat to sense.

Personality: However serious Origin may be about his position, hunting skills and such, he possesses a kind, almost goofy personality and air about him. Possessing a few quirks and an odd sense of humor -- he especially loves the occasional pun! But, then, who doesn't? -- he's a little awkward in conversation, but is still your lovable nice guy despite it all. Sometimes called 'overly energetic,' Origin is quite excitable and loves being able to do something, anything, from Gatherer duties, teaching his Gatherer 'minions,' as he jokingly calls them, or just spending time with a friend or two. He also has this extreme and boundless respect for the earth and all that it gives, from the prey it provides, to the sun that warms them, to the air they breathe, to the water it gives, to the mountains the Spirits call home. He loves all of it, and is thankful for its gifts each and every day. He treats it as kindly as if it were a true living thing, sometimes even going so far as to speak to certain things (which may be a little weird but, hey, he's a little weird, y'know?) like the trees or the prey he hunts.

There's some trouble involved with this, however. Being so kind, optimistic, he refuses to believe something has gone wrong. He is overly cautious about things and is never one to bound into them, and he honestly has trouble taking a lot of things very seriously. Not that he isn't mature, but he has just accustomed himself so much to things being a joke or something of that nature that he finds it hard to believe otherwise. So if one were to come up to Origin and tell him that something bad has come up, he would almost always think it's a joke at first and that it didn't happen, all while inwardly fretting over if it could be true and denying it with a secret paranoia, but he won't do anything about it until he is made or forced to realize that it's true and something must be done.

In this regard, he is and can be quite a weak-hearted cat. Many times, he can't accept the truth that the world isn't the wonderful place he makes it out to be, and so tunes out events and cats who don't fit that vision of the world. He is, essentially, a coward putting up a strong front of leadership; he is prudent and wants to do what's best for the Spirits, and so tries to put aside the fear inside of him to do so. It is hard for him to stand up to it and do what is right when he's so scared of what could go wrong or what is already going wrong, however, and thus his near constant hesitation, procrastination to think on the matters if they involve him, or running off to be alone to aid in this thought session.

Advanced bio (not required): Waiting until approval~ <3

Roleplay sample (minimum of 5 lines):

Activity level (on a scale of 1-10, and why): 9; on just about everyday, more or less. I do have college, though, but winter break is here (YAY!), and thus I will be much more active now. :)

Have you read, or at least skimmed, the Spirit info (religion, territory, etc.)?: Yes! I skimmed it, but I was so excited that I jumped here. >_> I'll read it in-depth when I get the chance.

Other: AWESOME idea. <3333 I love Japanese culture so much! I'm fascinated by it. And I'm incredibly happy to see something like this! And yay, Katatonic is here~

OmgomgomgSonic. <333

I love Knuckles. XD And Silver, he's just so cute. But it's so hard to pick a favorite, I love all of the characters.
Have any of you played Sonic Generations?